It was muggy July around supper time When I pulled into New Orleans I got dropped off At South Rampart Street I was hungry for a plate of greens I made my way down the banquette Where I could see an open door And overhead a sign Made of painted pine read The Dixie Drug Store Peppers and roots were hanging From the rafters above There were oils and sprays All on display For money luck and for love I reached down to pick one up When a dark hand grabbed my arm And before I could see just who it was She said "You don't want that charm, The last man to walk that thing out of here He just up and disappeared. Found his wallet and his wingtip shoes Near a tombstone down in Algiers What you need my travelling friend, Is a place to wash your jeans And I wouldn't be the least surprised If you were hungry for a plate of greens" She beckoned me on up the stairs For she'd done made up her mind She said "Take off your hat And kick off your boots And leave your pride behind" Then she took me down to a secret place
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